I HATE........

I hate. I hate.

I hate being woken up by a slap.

I hate going job hunting in rains.

I hate 28 year old guys masturbating in public loos because their wife is in village.

I hate rickshaw drivers who refuse to use their meters.

I hate people spitting in the middle of the road from a vehicle.

I hate girls acting as if every guy who looks at them is about to try and fuck them.

I hate people who need and deserve a job more than I do.

I hate news channels.

I hate waiting for the phone to ring.

I hate people playing loud music.

I hate people who don't let me play loud music.

I hate sending CV to corporate pricks.

I hate school kids using mobiles, smoking cigarettes, driving cars.

I hate people telling me I am not right for the job. More than that I hate people telling me I am way better than what I actually do.

I hate the fact that I don't hate anything enough; enough to do something about it.

I hate not being there. I hate not being needed there.

Purpose of existence

I deny the existence of a greater power or of all of us being part of one; superior and greater; plan. And my simple reason is lack of possibility of choice. Something that puts actions as outcomes of a predefined pathway is something that resultantly makes actions meaningless. And they may have a meaning in the realm of supernatural, but are worthless then for the instruments viz. Us. That is the kind of plan, (called Destiny) which would dare put Hitler, Gandhi, Buddha, Stalin, Qin rulers under the same dome of construct. Their endeavors and radical directions of thoughts seem not only pointless but also funny if they were not out of their self sufficient eccentricity.

This is just the tip of the thought.. I will elaborate on it (later than sooner owing to my laziness)..